GOLD ;; open - joining

I'M BORDERLINE GOOD AND I'M BORDERLINE BAD —

★-- Sasha had a tendency to investigate anything strange she came across when she went out on her daily walks. They were nice, helped her stay fit, and of course it kept the border secure. She quickly caught scent of a strange feline, smelling a hint of leather and paper as the wind pulled the scent towards her nostrils.

The winged feline's ears perked up, before trotting off to investigate the smell. Strange smells normally meant a visitor, or even a joiner, so she felt it was critical to investigate these smells immediately. If she didn't, somebody may leave without performing whatever business it was they had with Thunderclan, or a enemy could think it's a break in their security, and take advantage of it.

Spotting the long haired tabby, the feminine feline would stop before she entered his line of sight. A quick sweep of the area was important, as she wasn't sure if anyone else was around, be it to defend her... or attack her. When she decided it was clear, and all was well, the femme approached.

"Hello!" Sasha called as she moved in front of the male. "I'm Sasha Alistair, Head Guard of Thunderclan. Name and business, please."

Veneziano was only a mere apprentice, but he had the mind of a former ThunderClanner. A ThunderClanner that had been thought to be long gone due to how his mate was driven out of the Clan many moons ago. Now, he has returned to form a small light brown tabby apprentice. Nowadays, Veneziano did rarely shine in the spotlight, and these were just one of those days, as he patrolled in the borders, knowing that there was bound to be someone there most of the time, waiting to be accepted.

That was when he spotted a figure of... What appears to be someone unfamiliar of clan scent? The small tabby smiled, his honey-brown eyes lighting up at such a thought of a joiner. It has been a while since they bothered having one, so immediately, the ten moon old apprentice, two moons away from actual apprentice, was about to approach when she spotted a familiar femme approach first. His first instinct was to have the slight feeling of the annoyance of not being first but decided to brush it off. Today was a good day, and he did not want something as frivolous and small as that ruin his current mood, as he merely approached, gave the large stranger a patient, cheerful smile and waited for his response.

I'M BORDERLINE GOOD AND I'M BORDERLINE BAD —

★-- Sasha's eyes flicked when Veneziano appeared, now curious to know how she didn't spot him. She generally had a good eye for these sort of things, and now because curious to know if she missed anyone else. Perhaps it was time for her to step up her game a bit. Her guards were going down, and that wasn't good. Despite those thoughts running in her head, however, the fae offered the apprentice a small dip of her head, quickly refocusing on the joiner.

They hadn't had a stranger at their borders for a while. The foreign smell sparked hope in the black tabby's mind. It was not any Clan scent he knew of, so it must be a joiner. Germanicus had been out hunting, an activity that he did to burn off his extra energy. He approached the scene with a a dead mouse held tightly at the tail in his jaws. He hadn't bothered to bury it, in anticipation that the newcomer might be hungry.

Guessing that the formal questions were asked already, the apprentice silently bounded over to Veneziano's side. He dropped the mouse and kept it close to him by curling a paw around it. He studied the gray tabby, intrigued by the glasses. He had certainly seen glasses on animals before, but it was still strange to see them. Germanicus's expression was, for the most part, unreadable as he observed Erasmus quietly, waiting for the other to speak.

I'M BORDERLINE GOOD AND I'M BORDERLINE BAD —

★-- "Yep, you're certainly welcome to stay here!" Sasha said, giving the joiner a smile. "I'm sure we still have quite a few nice cottages laying around. They're pretty diverse, I'd say, so you should be able to find something to your liking."

Sasha then thought for a moment, trying to decide what open cottage may be fitting to a "lovely abode" description. Though, that was quickly cut off when she realized that the joiner may need more than just a house. Perhaps some food, water, medical aid or even a tour of the place. Sasha, however, hated tours. If she could get away with it, she'd push it onto somebody else.

"Do you need anything before we head off to do that?" Sasha asked, her head cocking a bit. "Food, water, medical attention?"

"Yeah, there's loads of places you can choose! Me and Germanicus here reside into one and they're reallllly cosy, eheh." Veneziano stated as he smiled up to the joiner, feeling excited that there was a new joiner that would potentially contribute to ThunderClan, which is currently a steadily growing clan at the moment. "My name is Veneziano, by the way." the small apprentice decided to add, tail raised up and flicking due to his enthusiasm.